Chapter 306

"No way!" Southeast, northwest, four people work together, flying to block his way. "You can't disturb her now."

"I remember her." Said Yun Lengleng.

"I know." But just remembering is not enough

Yun was silent for a long time. He waved his hand to the ground and said in a deep voice, "who is she?"

The southeast, northwest and northwest fell behind him in silence.

"You know who she is." Yun Shuangquan clenched, not because of their silence, but because of their own incompetence. Why, why, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember anything?

Each of the five had his heart in his heart.

For a long time, the eastern Dharma protector sighed and broke the silence, "in fact, this problem, yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday You've asked her every day since you met her. We all answered you truthfully. The reason why I don't answer today is that I hope you can think of it for yourself. "

Yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday When was yesterday? When was the day before yesterday?

In my memory, the woman in the courtyard next door has been painting. Was that yesterday? Or The day before yesterday?

Suddenly, a sharp pain spread throughout the brain, a head seems to want to explode.

"Master!" The southeast and northwest exclaimed together, holding the crumbling clouds.

At the same time, Murong Yunshu's brush shook, "do you hear me?"

"What do you hear?" Feng Cheng asked.

Murong Yunshu: "someone is calling for the" leader. "

Smell speech, Feng City stares to listen to a moment, slowly shake head, "I didn't hear anything."

"No way." Murong Yunshu put down his pen, took a few steps in the yard, looked around, tried to find the source of the sound, but got nothing.

"It may be your illusion." Fengcheng Road.

Murong Yunshu shook his head, a serious face, "is virtual is illusory, I can tell."

Fengcheng is silent. How much will it take to separate emptiness and illusion in this bone eating yearning?

Admit it, Fengcheng, you are not as good as a woman.

Ten years, in the ten years of losing Xi'er, three years short pain, seven years long pain, still failed to train a King Kong is not bad.

"What good news did you just say?" Murong Yunshu suddenly asked.

Fengcheng Leng Leng, take back thousands of thoughts, said: "I found no Flower Valley."

Murong Yunshu sat down again, picked up the brush and gently described on the canvas, "have you seen the white night wind?"

Fengcheng mouth trembled, said: "not yet." Then, ready to accept her ridicule. Yes, he was afraid of death, so he didn't dare to go into Wuhua valley.

Unexpectedly, Murong Yunshu didn't laugh at him, only said lightly, "I want to see him."

Her reaction let Feng city very surprised, Zheng Zheng just way, "no Flower Valley is not far from here, fast, ten days to."

Murong Yunshu: "I'll give you a month to bring him."

Fengcheng was stunned by the words, "what did you say?"

"I want to see him." Murong Yunshu's voice is still not fast, but a little more command flavor.

Fengcheng frowned, "I can't even get into Wuhua valley. How can I bring him out?"

"It's your business. Kill and set fire as you please. "

Fengcheng speechless for a long time, said: "he and Chu Changge deep friendship, you go in person, he will not embarrass you."

Murong Yunshu: "I have more important things to do now."

Fengcheng: "what's the important thing? Draw, write, and recite poems? "

The pen in Murong Yunshu's hand stopped for a moment and said faintly: "almost."

“……” Fengcheng is speechless. Three years no see, this woman is really more and more strange!

Eyebrows like mountains, eyes like stars. It's a pretty face. It's lifelike.

Murong Yunshu raised his pen to the painting, and he was stunned. He didn't even know when Fengcheng left.

All of a sudden, a cold voice sounded behind me "Why do you draw me?"

Murong Yunshu felt his hand tremble, and the pen slipped from his hand. In surprise, he got up and looked back, just colliding with the people behind him.

There is nothing to say to each other.

After staring at the person in front of him for a long time, Murong Yunshu suddenly turned around, slowly took down the painting from the easel, carefully rolled it up, and then walked towards the study.

Cloud did not expect that she is such a reaction, Leng in place, do not know what to do. After a while, she came out of the study with a piece of paper in her hand. The breeze blew, and the tissue moved, just so that he could see two big heads on the paper A letter of suspension.

For a moment, it seemed that I fell into the ice and snow, spinning around.

Murong Yunshu handed him the letter of divorce and said, "from then on, there will be no relationship between you and me."

Cloud took the divorce, silent for a moment, asked: "you are my wife?"Murong Yunshu: "not now."

Cloud's body trembled, and then kept silent for a few seconds. Then he said, "I don't remember."

"It's good not to remember. It won't hurt if you don't remember." Murong Yunshu's voice is very light, as if the breeze will roll it away, leaving only a trace of imperceptible sadness, in the air.

"How was our relationship before?" Asked the cloud.

Murong Yunshu lifted his lips and said, "OK. No, how dare you forget me? "

That smile, clearly should be bitter, but cloud saw the color of happiness from it. She's happy to be forgotten by him? Inexplicably, cloud's heart feels extremely irritable.

After a long time, the cloud asked, "don't you want to be remembered by me?" The tone is awkward, like a rebellious boy. He is obviously unhappy, but he forces himself to hide his emotions in the bottom of his heart.

"Can you remember?" Murong Yunshu asked.

Cloud tiny Zheng, "I will remember you."

Murong Yunshu picked an eyebrow and believed his words.